Last weekend, I had a rare privilege of taking a road trip to Arkansas with some of my family. It’s a perfect time of year, because the wild flowers were in bloom.
There were fields of blue bonnets, some Indian paint brush, and fields of breathtakingly beautiful yellow flowers, (they were not dandelions) but I haven’t found what they are–just a delight to the eyes.
I’m still relishing the beauty and appreciating the fact that they would be considered “lilies of the field,” totally at the mercy of God’s hand. He waters them with the rain, gives the sun they need, and all they do is just bloom!
Jesus told us to “consider the lilies,” to take a lesson in knowing that God is the husbandman who knows our needs in every season of life, and cares.
I could not help but think of one of our former president’s wife, Lady Bird Johnson, wife of Lyndon B. Johnson.
During their tenure in the White House, one of her projects was beautifying the landscape of our country with flowers.
Since she was a Texan, she saw to it that blue bonnets, the state flower, would be planted prolifically in Texas and nearby areas.
Though her death was in 2007, her legacy lives on in the enjoyment so many have while posing for pictures among the blooms or just taking it in with our eyes.
The fact is each one of us will leave something of ourselves to those who follow.
Ecclesiastes 1:4 says, “One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh.”
I happen to be among those who followed what has been called “the greatest generation.” They were great and we owe a debt to pass it on.
Perhaps we should pause and ask, “What will I leave that will bring meaning, hope, and even beauty?
In his song, Jon Mohr puts it so succinctly:
“Find Us Faithful”
“After all our hopes and dreams have come and gone,
And our children sift through all we’ve left behind,
May the clues that they discover
And the mem’ries they uncover
Become the light that leads them
To the road we each must find.”
“O may all who come behind us find us faithful;
May the fire of our devotion light their way.
May the footprints that we leave
Lead them to believe
And the lives we live inspire them to obey.
O may all who come behind us find us faithful.”
We may not leave anything as spectacular as fields of flowers. But we can be faithful.